Special Case Investigation Team

Chapter 4: Drug Poisoning Case (3)

Cheng Jin asked Yang Simi: "Is it okay for you to come out alone?" Someone was following him yesterday.

Yang Simi replied lightly, "I have no problem; as for their problems, it's none of my business."
 
"..." Cheng Jin was speechless, hoping that there would not be a group of people rushing to intercept him on the way.
 
Cheng Jin lives not far from the police station. He bought this two-bedroom house three years ago. At that time, he had just started working at the police station. His grandmother passed away when he was a freshman. He never went back to Qianming City; it was his sad place. He would rather be heartbroken at the end of the world than go back to his hometown.
 
After entering the room, Yang Simi handed a box to Cheng Jin, "This is for you."
 
Cheng Jin smiled: "Why?"
 
Yang Simi thought about it; he had never given anything to others before, and he didn't know that giving something to others needed a reason, "A birthday present?"
 
"My birthday has already passed this year, and my next birthday is in February next year; there are still many months left." Cheng Jin said.
 
Yang Simi was a little puzzled; he wanted to take it back but saw Cheng Jin open it up. Inside the carton were a wind chime, a white bone wind chime, and a section of snow-white finger bones. If you take them for inspection, you'll find they belong to different people.
 
"... It's cool!" After a while, Cheng Jin said with a normal smile.
 
"I knew you would like it."
 
Cheng Jin looked into Yang Simi's shining eyes and couldn't bear to say that he didn't like it; at most, he just admired it, although the workmanship of this wind chime was indeed exquisite. He suddenly had a thought in his mind. Yang Simi could be said to be ignorant of the world to a certain extent; how could he think of giving himself a gift to express his affection for him? But why did he think of saying birthday present?
 
Cheng Jin asked him: "Is your birthday recent? Have you received a birthday gift?"
 
"October 25. My aunt gave me clothes."
 
Cheng Jin couldn't help laughing. As long as he understands this person's thinking, everything he does is easy to guess. When he receives a gift on his own birthday, he will also give it to others: "October 25th, what do you like? I will give it to you."
 
Yang Simi thought about it again; no one had asked him this question before, "I don't know; I'll tell you when I think about it."
 
"..." This is okay too? This sentence is quite cunning, Cheng Jin laughed, "Okay." He asked him again, "Have you eaten yet?"
 
"No."
 
Cheng Jin thought that Yang Simi would always be followed wherever he went, and someone would probably be watching him when he was eating. If you think about it in another way, you will know: Yang Simi has always lived a life of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food.
Cheng Jin clicked on the takeout order: "What do you want to eat?"
 
"I don't know."
 
"...What flavour do you like? Can you eat spicy food?" Cheng Jin is used to spicy food.
 
"..." Yang Simi looked at him innocently.
 
Cheng Jin smiled and shook his head, and he called to order boiled beef meat, spicy chicken, fried broccoli, and hot and sour soup.
 
Cheng Jin went to take a shower and let Yang Simi do as he pleased. When he came out of the shower, there was one more person in the living room.
 
The delivery person said helplessly to Cheng Jin: "I told your friend that it would be the same if you gave me money next time. He insisted on not letting me go. I am still in a hurry to deliver to another place."
 
Cheng Jin often ordered takeout from this restaurant, and the person who delivered the food also knew him. Cheng Jin hurriedly apologised to him, paid the money, and sent him away.
 
Cheng Jin looked at Yang Simi, who was innocently looking back at him, and thought it was his negligence; he didn't take out the money earlier, but he didn't expect that the efficiency of the takeaway suddenly became higher and it was delivered so quickly, which made him learn a little more about Yang Simi: He doesn't carry any money on him.
 
The two of them set the food on the table and started to eat. After Yang Simi ate a few pieces of spicy chicken, his cheeks turned red. Cheng Jin smiled: "Is it very spicy?"
 
"It's okay."
 
After a while, Cheng Jin saw that he was sweating, his eyes were watery, and his long eyelashes were wet, so he hurriedly put the spicy chicken aside and poured him a glass of water. Yang Simi drank the water quietly. Cheng Jin looked at him and thought, it seems that he is easy to raise, and he can eat whatever he is given, but Cheng Jin is worried that he will spoil such a beautiful and well-behaved animal. He hasn't even raised weeds in these years, and he began to hope that someone would come to pick up Yang Simi soon.
 
Cheng Jin thought that the boiled beef meat was also spicy, so he also moved it aside, and the hot and sour soup was also spicy, so he also moved it away and only let Yang Simi eat broccoli. Yang Simi stopped to look at him for a while and put down his chopsticks, "I want to go back."
 
Cheng Jin grabbed him: "What's the matter?" Yang Simi didn't answer; he just stood up and wanted to go out. Cheng Jin also got a little angry: "Let's make it clear what happened first? It's because you are not allowed to eat spicy food, so you can't eat it?"
 
"You can't eat it if you haven’t eaten it before? Only normal people can eat it?” Yang Simi said expressionlessly.
 
Cheng Jin could only feel the raging anger burning from the bottom of his heart. He had never eaten chilli; what did those people feed him every day? Boiled vegetables and boiled meat slices? "Who said you are abnormal? They are abnormal! Did you bring your mobile phone?" As he spoke, he directly reached into Yang Simi's pocket and took out his phone. Seeing that the received calls on it were all the same one, Cheng Jin called back.
 
"Simi, what's the matter?" The voice was female.
 
"I'm Yang Simi's friend; he's having dinner with me tonight. What are you called?"
 
"Oh, you are Cheng Jin; I said how Simi could call me; I am his aunt; what do you want from me?"
 
Cheng Jin was hesitant about what to call her, but after thinking about it, he still said, "Auntie, I just want to ask you if there is anything he can't eat."
 
"You mean if he's allergic to any food? No, what's wrong with him?"
 
"Can he eat spicy food?"
 
"Yes, I never heard that he can't eat spicy food."
 
Cheng Jin frowned: "Does he have any special habits in life?"
 
"Probably not…." She said hesitantly.
 
Cheng Jin didn't bother to ask again: "Auntie, is it okay for him to stay with me today?"
 
There was silence for two seconds, and soon she replied: "No problem, no problem!"
 
"That's it, auntie, bye."
 
"Okay, bye." After hanging up the phone, Yang Simi's aunt, Xie Ming, called her subordinates, "Xiaoying, is there anything Simi doesn't eat? Are there any special habits in his life?"
 
Xiaoying's name is Ying You'an; he was the one who followed Yang Simi at the bar that day. He shook his head. Yang Simi never asked for anything. Xie Ming was silent. She had been trying her best to prevent Yang Simi from causing harm to others, but she forgot that she wanted to protect him in the first place and not let anyone hurt him.
 
Cheng Jin saw that Yang Simi didn't like broccoli, but chilli wouldn't make him eat more. He still had to get used to spicy food. After thinking about it, Cheng Jin decided to make some food for him. He thought the noodles he made were not very bad; after all, what he has made the most over the years is noodles.
 
When Cheng Jin was cooking the noodles, Yang Simi was leaning against the kitchen door and watching. Cheng Jin asked him, "Can you cook?" Although he knew the answer should be no, the atmosphere was too dull when neither of them spoke.
 
Yang Simi shook his head: "I haven't cooked noodles, but I have roasted meat outside."
 
"When going out to perform missions?" Cheng Jin wondered if it was when he went to a remote place to perform some missions.
 
"En." Yang Simi didn't go into details; he only answered Cheng Jin's questions.
 
The noodles were ready soon; Cheng Jin put vegetables, sausages, and a poached egg in them, tasted them first, and thought they tasted good.
 
Yang Simi quickly ate up a large bowl of noodles. The eating speed should have been practised. Cheng Jin was a little worried: "Are you full?"
 
"I am full." Yang Simi nodded. It was the first time he felt that eating was a good thing.
 
Cheng Jin felt that there was a child in his house. He helped Yang Simi find his pyjamas and adjusted the water temperature. He was still very worried that he would burn himself, so he kept reminding him: "I'm right outside the door. If you need anything, call me, okay?" Yang Simi didn't feel impatient; on the contrary, someone wanted to take care of him even with such a small matter, which made him feel very novel. He nodded obediently.
 
Everything went smoothly until bedtime. Before going to bed, Cheng Jin hesitated: should he let Yang Simi sleep in the guest room? He wanted to ask Yang Simi if he usually sleeps alone in a room. After thinking for a while, Cheng Jin asked in a different way: "Are you sleeping in the guest room today, or are you sleeping with me?" After asking, he felt that it was inappropriate to ask...
 
Yang Simi looked at him: "Together with you." It was only later that Cheng Jin found out that Yang Simi was always in a room by himself. Of course, apart from his own room, all places outside his door were closely monitored.
 
Both had a good night's sleep. Yang Simi woke up on time at 6 o'clock, opened his eyes, and found that it was not his room. No wonder no one knocked on the door to wake him up. Cheng Jin was still asleep. He usually stays awake when he has a case and falls asleep when he has no case. Yang Simi also lay still.
 
The doorbell rang, Yang Simi looked at Cheng Jin without opening his eyes, and he walked out of the room. Cheng Jin wasn't fully awake until he opened the door. Looking outside, he saw the same people he met yesterday. Cheng Jin thought for a while, they were Bu Huan and Wei Qing.
 
Bu Huan said with a smile, "Hey, haven't you woken up yet?"
 
Cheng Jin looked at the clock on the wall. It was only seven o'clock. He was close to the police station. If he was going to work, he would wake up at eight o'clock in a hurry. Then he remembered that Yang Simi was also here, "Are you here to pick up Yang Simi? I'll call him."
 
Before Bu Huan could say anything, he saw Cheng Jin walk back to the room quickly. Bu Huan shrugged at Wei Qing, walked into the living room, and sat down on the sofa. Wei Qing frowned, closed the door, and walked in.
 
Cheng Jin called Yang Simi to get up. Bu Huan saw that they had both come out, so he smiled and said, "I came to pick up Xiao Yang, by the way, mainly because of the drug poisoning case. Our boss wants you to assist in the investigation of this case."
 
Cheng Jin was taken aback. He thought Wei Qing was the person in charge of the case yesterday. It was really hard for him to refuse when the higher-ups spoke. After all, even his chief couldn't afford to offend the higher-ups. "Understood, I will report to the bureau immediately."
 
"We have already notified them; you can come with us."
 
Cheng Jin looked at Bu Huan: "Which department are you from?" It doesn't look like the Ministry of Public Security; it's so mysterious that it looks like another department.
 
Bu Huan looked at Wei Qing with a smile, and the serious Wei Qing said: "We are from the Ministry of Security department."
 
"Ministry of Security? Is this case really classified as a terrorist incident?" Cheng Jin was puzzled and, at the same time, thought that Yang Simi belonged to the Ministry of Security, which was indeed more reasonable than in the army. The case was transferred to the Ministry of Security, and he belongs to the public security system, so what are they calling him for? It's not like they can't solve the case without him.
 
"The higher authorities attach great importance to this case and strictly order us to solve the case as soon as possible."
 
With this, Cheng Jin couldn't question anything more, so he asked them to sit for a while, and he went to get a new toothbrush and a new towel for Yang Simi. Cheng Jin buys daily necessities in piles and buys another pile when they are all used up.